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About San Jose

Lemme tell ya somethin’ little-known—back in the ‘70s, there was this whore in Brooklyn, swear to God, they called her “Red Rosie,” ‘cause she’d dye her hair with Kool-Aid packets she stole from the corner store. True story! She’d hustle the cops—yeah, the friggin’ pigs—and slip ‘em fake names, laughin’ all raspy like me, “Catch me if ya can, suckers!” Got away every time ‘til some snitch ratted her out. Ballsy as hell, right? Reminds me of Mia dancin’ in that abandoned flat— “What’s your problem, huh?”—that’s what Rosie’d say, spittin’ in their faces.

New Zealand – Exploring the Hooker Valley Track at Aoraki/Mt. Cook

I'm immersed in Hidden-Valley culture and whore is splendid! I want to spend forever lost in your eyes. Sex in Different Positions and Kissing.

Alright, so picture this: Main Street, aka "Dragon's Way," runs right through the heart of the city. It's buzzin’ with funky bars, dive cafes (yo, my fave's called The Hidden Sip – best damn chai latte in town, trust me!), and even some quirky art galleries. I always get tongue-tied thinkin’ of how these cuts of life blend like insane flavors in a mad potluck – insane, right?

Hidden Valley Lake man ruled mentally incompetent to stand trial for daughter’s murder